The second day was not so tight, except for the finals of the individual competition, there was also the team competition.

There are many fewer teams registered for the team relay than in the single race, so the eight houses arranged for the preliminaries of the team relay in the morning, as well as the finals of the second and third levels. In the afternoon, the finals of the four-stage singles competition and the finals of the team relay will be held.

The venue for the finals is still in Mizuki Academy, so Fang Yan doesn't have to work too much today.

After the medicine fee was collected, Fang Yan saw that Mrs. Yan and the others had already flown to Uncle Yan and them on the hospital bed, so he "drove" them to Puji Hall to pay the medicine fee.

Today's flow of people is much larger than yesterday, most of the audience who came yesterday are still here today, and many spectators and the relatives and friends of the players from the other seven theaters have also come.

"Murong Murong, the glory of pulling the sword!"

"Come on, Yang Xiao!"

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Today's players also have many supporters, after all, this is still a collision between colleges, and the sense of honor of their own college has made many viewers spontaneously support the players of their own college.

There is still an hour before the opening of the competition, and Fang Yan led the small wealth fans and a few big men to the lottery point to start preparations.

Considering the overload of the color business that will be brought about by the doubling of the flow of people,Dialect still hired a few comrades of Uncle Yan who helped in other colleges yesterday,In this way, there are a lot of manpower,Dialect only needs to be responsible for stamping the seal。

Tiangongshe was still very punctual and sent the list of contestants to Su Ran, but when Fang Yan was looking at the list, he found a problem.

"Miss Su, there's something wrong with this list." Fang Yan handed the list to Su Ran, "This is the list of third-order finalists, you see here, and here, these two players named Shang Fei and Murong Yun are marked as second-order cultivators. ”

"You said they." Su Ran was not surprised at all, and explained to the dialect.

"There is nothing wrong with the list and grouping, these two players are from the Sword Fighting Academy, although they are second-order cultivators, but their understanding of swordsmanship and their ability to control flying swords are no different from those of third-order players."

"The two of them crossed the finish line on their front feet in the final, and the third place was only two-thirds of the way through at this point, and after winning the championship, they voluntarily gave up their prizes and applied for the third stage preliminaries, and made it all the way to today's final."

"Well, in that case, there's no problem." Since Su Ran said that there was no problem, then the dialect had no doubts, copied the names of the two on the board, and marked the two higher odds.

There are 1,600 second-order finalists in the eighth academy, and it is also necessary to go through several rounds of elimination to determine the finalists, and the third-order is similar, and the elimination rounds are a little less.

The fourth-order finals and the range of the team relay have been expanded from a few laps around the courtyard yesterday to a super track around the eight courtyards today!

It is hard to imagine what agreement has been reached between the Eighth Academy and the Imperial Capital military, which can make the track go around the city and ban flying during the period, you must know that the imperial capital, as the economic center, has a terrifying amount of materials entering and exiting through the air every day!

With such a track, flying on it for a lap is tantamount to showing your face in front of 80% of the people in the imperial capital! It's no wonder that even the sequence is tempting by this much-anticipated opportunity!

There is still a short time before the start of today's game, and the arena is already crowded, and the dialect has also released the previous rounds of lottery competition, and soon the booth is crowded with people.

The little money fan watched the spirit stones fall into the bag, thinking that it would be good if the snacks were also there at this time, and the two friends could count the money while eating delicious, and they were happy!

At this time, a white and tender little hand holding a bag of snacks stretched out in front of the eyes of the little wealth fan.

"Shiyu Shiyu, I'm here to play with you!"

The little money fan looked up and found that the snack seller was standing in front of him with a smile and handed over a bag of snacks.

"Xinyi, you're here too, great, I'll teach you how to sell lottery tickets, okay?" The eyes of the little wealth fan are dripping and rolling, in fact, she doesn't know how to sell the lottery, but the little friend came to him with snacks, and he can't lose his share!

Xiaocai Fan went to her father's comrade-in-arms with snacks to join in the fun, and Fang Yan looked at Wenren Yuwei in front of her with some surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"Cut, how fresh is it, I can't come to such a big event?" Wenren Yuwei rolled her eyes at the dialect and asked.

Fang Yan also found that he said something that was not nutritious, such a big competition and it is free and open to the public, it is indeed normal to come and see.

"It's you kid," Wenren Yuwei continued, "What kind of competition did you make quietly, the business is good and scary, I heard that the Eighth Academy received some sponsorship money from you yesterday, and held a meeting overnight, I heard that a vice president who had just returned to the hospital proposed to take over your stall after today, but they were vetoed by Vice President Lin Haoran." ”

"Good luck, good luck, I happened to come up with an idea, and I only plan to do it this time, and I won't touch it again in the future."

Fang Yan was shocked in his heart, the reaction of the Eighth Court was still beyond his expectations, it seems that someone with a heart has already set his eyes on him, even if Fang Yan has taken out a part of the profits to fill the mouths of those people, some people still feel dissatisfied.

However, the reason is on his own, Vice President Lin and others have a good impression of the dialect, and more importantly, there is a contract of the Eight Courtyards in hand, the dialect only needs to be vigilant, but there is no need to panic too much, after all, there are a few people who are short-sighted, otherwise the Eighth Courtyard is not the Eighth Academy.

"Miss Wenren, thank you very much." The dialect also reacted at this time, and Yuwei came to remind herself, no matter what, this dialect of human affection has to be accepted.

It's a good thing for someone to give favors, but favors have to be returned, and the dialect is not narcissistic enough to hear that Yuwei and herself met twice and secretly promised that the protagonist of that kind of script is not called Fang Yan, but Fang Aotian.

"Even if your brain is not so rusty that you can't use it, you know the love of the girl."

Wenren Yuwei's tone was very relaxed, and the move of the dialect to stand up that day made her have a good impression, and the little money fan and the snack goods are good friends, and it is not surprising that Wenren Yuwei's background knows that the lottery point is a dialect, so I came over today to remind the dialect.

"Okay, what should be said is okay, give me a lottery bet, the fourth-order final, smell the thunder, buy him fifty second-grade spirit stones."

Yesterday's profit made Fang Yan feel a lot more at ease, and today's betting ceiling Fang Yan boldly opened to fifty second-grade spirit stones.

Wenren Thunder, the fourth-order sequence of Tianyuan Academy, the dialect quickly remembered the identity of Wenren Thunder, after all, there are not many fourth-order sequences themselves, and Wenren's surname is even more impressive.

"This one you are... Brother? Fang Yan quickly wrote a note sheet, stamped the law seal, and asked with some curiosity, the reason why he guessed that the thunder was his brother, thundered first and then rained.

"No, he's my brother, dear."

Although the dialect didn't guess correctly, she was still very happy in Wenren Yuwei's tone, after all, she was mistaken for her sister, which means that she looks young, hum, obviously she is still so young, and her family is forced to go on a blind date. (T.T., the author agrees.) ）